He was going to recover from his grief and get on with his plans for stalking and seducing Jerrod. But NOW! Damn! Mr. Bloom’s reading of the will hu...g over him like the Sword of Damocles!Eric retreated to his room to hide out and wait for things to blow over. He hoped.As he sat at his new laptop playing solitaire and brooding over the sudden turn of events, he remembered the letter Granny Sonya had asked Mr. Bloom to give him. He tore open the envelope hoping her letter would explain everything. "Jesus Christ, that hurt like a bitch!" I cradled my mandible in my hand, forefinger putting pressure on my wounded labium.Jack went in to an all-out hysteria. His powerful, bass voice engrossed the penthouse as he heaved in amusement. Though my expression was still locked in pout, I couldn't help but to find his joviality refreshing and warm… not to mention sexy. I stared at him statically, absorbing his every twitch and gasp for breath. His widened mouth looked ever so appealing as his subtle. Oh if fantasies could come true, god damn it to motherfucking hell!Well since 1997 when I first started house watching for this cunt nothing ever happened. I'd even once held high hopes that the cunt owner bitch would ball me herself on a regular basis as the friendly neighbor thing to do, but no such luck :-( But on July 3rd of 2013 I finally got my first spontaneous sexual encounter EVER, and it happened in that bitch neighbor's house, I'm not a k**ding.You see, the fucking place is for sale. Thanks.after receiving my blessing so to speak to her infidelity Chris was very active with extra marital sex, and sometimes with two guys at the same time. This was good, our sex life had lost its early excitement and the stories she had to tell spiced things up and I was now already hooked on sloppy seconds (or thirds?)after she she had returned home from a quick shag in the grass, she told me the same guy had come round to the house in the afternoon for sex. He liked her to keep all her.